Hana Kimi Fan Fiction ❯ Therapy: Dr. Umeda Style ❯ Therapy ( One-Shot )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: LunarAlchemist 
You sure do get around in my fics, Mizuki...
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.11.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
You sure do get around in my fics, Mizuki...
Anime/Manga: Hana Kimi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.11.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.7K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Hana-Kimi, unfortunately, does not belong to me. If it did, Mizuki and Sano would have hooked up long ago.
"I'm not a psychologist, Nakatsu," Dr. Umeda stated while lighting up a cigarette, "I am a physician, and some would say I'm hardly qualified for that."
"Please, Dr. Umeda," Nakatsu begged, falling to his knees, "you have to help me. I love another man!"
·The doctor cast Nakatsu a dark glare, then put his cigarette to his lips, taking a long drag. "I don't know what I can do for you. Loving someone of the same gender is not," his stare turned icy, "a fate worse than death."
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·Nakatsu dragged himself off of his knees. "I know that, Dr. Umeda, and I meant no offense, but I've never felt this way before about anyone. Normally, I'm attracted to girls, but for some reason this guy really has my heart racing."
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·Dr. Umeda sighed and sat down in his chair. "Well, why don't you tell me about him."
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·Nakatsu followed the doctor's example and sat down on the couch opposite him. "He's the same age as me, dark brown hair, a gorgeous smile, the star track athlete, he just moved here from America..."
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·Dr. Umeda's eyes suddenly grew wide, and he couldn't help the smirk that came across his face. "Ashiya? You're in love with Ashiya Mizuki?"
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·The young soccer star blushed and averted his eyes. "I wasn't going to say his name..."
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·Dr. Umeda let out a soft chuckle. "I'll tell you what, Nakatsu. Why don't you bring Ashiya in, and we can all sit down and talk this out."
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·Nakatsu's eyes teared, and he nodded vigorously. "Oh, thank you, Dr. Umeda! Thank you! Thank you!" and he left the office, crying.
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·Dr. Umeda shook his head as he took another long drag on his cigarette. "This certainly should prove entertaining."
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·*** @--------->-------- ***
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·"So he thinks that talking with Dr. Umeda will help?" Sano asked, reaching for a riceball.
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·Mizuki nodded and ran a nervous hand through her hair, "I really don't know what to do, Sano. Nakatsu told me that he loved me. How am I supposed to respond to that?"
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·Sano shrugged, "I can't really tell you. But maybe you should go and do this with him. He's your friend, and I think that you should do everything you can to preserve that friendship."
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·"You're right!" Mizuki stood from the table, hands fisted at her sides and determination etched in her features, "Nakatsu is my friend I must do everything I can to help him!"
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·Sano smiled slightly as Mizuki sat back down, "That's great," he ruffled his friend's hair, "at least Nakatsu declared his undying love to a great guy."
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·Mizuki blushed.
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·"So, Mizuki," the two companions turned as one as they heard the approach of another person, "what do you say?"
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·Mizuki's face split into a huge grin as she said, "I'll do anything I can to help you, Nakatsu."
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·*** @---------->--------- ***
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·Dr. Umeda cleared his throat. "So, you two are here today because Nakatsu thinks he's in love with you, Ashiya..."
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·"I am in love with him!" Nakatsu blurted, his eyes wide.
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·Dr. Umeda sent the student a dark glare before continuing, "But you aren't sure you return those feelings, right?"
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·Mizuki nodded slowly. "I... I love Nakatsu as a friend..."
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·"Oh no!" Nakatsu shouted, "the friend speech!"
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·This time Mizuki joined the doctor in shooting Nakatsu an evil look.
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·"Listen," Dr. Umeda sighed, frustrated at being unable to help, "I honestly don't know what I can do for the two of you. Right now, I think you two need to talk, and you don't need a mediator for that. I'll leave the room for let's say... two hours, and when I come back, we'll discuss what the two of you talked about."
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·The two students both nodded shyly, not sure how they felt about being left alone in a room together.
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·Dr. Umeda left, muttering something about how all the hot guys are either straight or insane, and closed the door behind him.
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·Mizuki was about to let out a relieved sigh when she suddenly heard a terrifying sound... the lock being turned. "He locked us in!" she squeaked.
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·Nakatsu glanced at the door. "Does that mean you had meant to escape?"
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·Mizuki looked back at her friend, surprised, "Of course not. I'm just a little... well... claustrophobic. Just knowing that I'm locked in terrifies me."
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·"Oh," Nakatsu looked worried, "are you going to be alright?"
·
·The cross-dresser took a deep breath and nodded, before plastering a huge smile onto her face, "So, let's talk, huh?"
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·"I don't really know what to say," Nakatsu whispered, "all I know is that I love you. I've loved you for a while, and I just didn't want to admit it before."
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·Mizuki nodded, unsure of how to respond.
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·"You're straight, aren't you?" Nakatsu asked. His eyes looked worried, his body tense.
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·Mizuki nodded a bit too vigorously. "I'm attracted to the opposite sex, yes." 'There,' she thought, 'that's vague enough.'
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·"So, what is it about you that makes me suddenly unaware of girls?" Nakatsu asked, his voice suddenly a bit angry, "why is it that when I look at you, I feel as though I've found my soul-mate?"
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·Mizuki gasped, a hand flying to her mouth.
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·Nakatsu's eyes widened in realization of what he'd just said. "That's not what I meant... I mean... I do love you... but that's kind of extreme... um... shit..." he slapped a hand to his forehead, willing himself to stop speaking.
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·"What do you want from me, Nakatsu?" the soccer star looked up to see his friend's caring, concerned eyes inches from his own.
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·He took a deep breath to ask the question he had been dying to ask since he first laid eyes on the skinny boy from America, "Mizuki... can I kiss you?"
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·Mizuki sat back, confused. "Why would you want to do something like that?" her voice was a tad frightened.
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·"I..." Nakatsu started, "I... I want to know. For certain. I think that if I could kiss you... I could see if it's really love, or just infatuation."
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·"I don't know..."
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·"You said you'd do anything to help me, Mizuki. This is what I need," Nakatsu hated guilting his friend into it, but he desperately needed to know.
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·Mizuki took a deep breath, then nodded, "OK, Nakatsu. If that's what you need." She closed her eyes, waiting.
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·Nakatsu leaned forward, his arms supporting him on either side of the frightened girl. As he neared, he closed his own eyes, his heart beating a mile a minute. 'This is it,' he thought, 'this is what I've been waiting for.' Suddenly, he felt lips softer than he imagined pressed against his own, and he couldn't help the soft moan that escaped him.
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·Mizuki gave a frightened squeak, and the moment gave Nakatsu the opening he needed to thrust his tongue into his friend's mouth.
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·Mizuki's eyes shot opened, and she went to lift her arms to push him away, when she suddenly realized they were plastered to her sides, Nakatsu's strong arms holding her in place. She moved her head to the side, and Nakatsu's lips automatically fastened onto her neck. She was about to protest, tell him she wasn't ready for this, that she didn't feel this way about him, when she suddenly felt mind-numbing pleasure throughout her body as Nakatsu gently sucked on her shoulder. All she could manage was a throaty moan.
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·'Mizuki just moaned for me,' Nakatsu thought, ecstatic. His lips traveled back up her neck, then fastened again onto her lips. This time she responded with passion.
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·Mizuki finally managed to pry her arms away from Nakatsu's, but instead of pushing him away, she threw them around his neck, pulling him closer.
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·When both young students finally had to break apart for air, Nakatsu was amazed. "I... so... you feel... the same way?"
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·Instead of answering, Mizuki fastened her lips back onto her friend's, her body pressed tight against his.
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·It did the trick... Nakatsu's hormones took over once more, and he forgot all about his earlier question. His hands sought out the hem of Mizuki's shirt, and they separated for a moment to lift it over her head. Nakatsu then lifted his own shirt, and pressed himself once more against the track star. 'His chest is kind of scratchy...' Nakatsu thought, his skin irritated, 'hold on a second... what the hell?' Nakatsu gently pushed Mizuki away, and in her lust-induced stupor, she didn't realize until it was too late exactly what he was yanking from her chest.
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·"Mizuki... you... you... you're a girl?" Nakatsu's voice was incredulous and quite frightened as he stared at his friend's well-endowed chest.
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·Still disoriented, Mizuki looked down as a huge, goofy smile formed on her lips, "They are getting bigger! I knew it!" Suddenly remembering her audience, and the fact that he was not supposed to know her true gender, she turned and attempted to shield herself from view. "Of... of course I'm not a girl!" she said.
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·"Did your voice just get deeper?" his voice was suspicious.
·
·Mizuki cleared her throat, "No, no, my voice is the same as always! I... I... I was bitten by a mosquito! A couple of giant mosquitos! That's all!" She laughed, trying to make light of the situation, but the sound died in her throat.
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·"So, what, you're gay then?" he was mocking her, he knew the truth. But she couldn't give up yet.
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·"Yep, I'm gay alright. But don't let it spread, 'K?" she tried to make her voice light and happy, but she was failing miserably.
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·"Why didn't you tell me?" now his voice was hurt, sadness seeping through like rubbing alcohol to dig into her guilt.
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·Mizuki fetched her shirt and pulled it back over her head before turning to face one of her dearest friends. "I couldn't tell anyone, Nakatsu. This is an all-guy's school. If I wanted to go to school here, then I had to lie. To everyone."
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·"Does Sano know?"
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·Mizuki shook her head, and realizing that he had averted his eyes, answered, "No, he doesn't know."
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·Nakatsu sighed, "So, I'm not gay after all?"
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·"If I'm the only 'guy' you've ever been attracted to, then I suppose not," Mizuki answered.
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·Nakatsu finally turned to face her, and was about to throw insinuations and insults at her, when he saw her guilt-ridden face, her hands twisted in a nervous knot, and... and her practically see-through shirt without a bra.
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·"Can you forgive me?" Mizuki asked, her voice soft. She wasn't going to ask him if he wouldn't tell anyone. After what she put him through, if he wanted to tattle, he had every right.
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·She looked up expecting to see a sad face, or an angry face, or even apathy... but instead, she saw a sexy smirk that made her insides tight and gave her a desire to rub her thighs together.
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·"On one condition," he said, scooting closer, "you let me kiss you again."
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·Heart pounding in her chest, Mizuki nodded her assent, and waited while Nakatsu lowered his head toward her's...
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·*** @---------->--------- ***
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·Dr. Umeda was casually walking back to his office after a three hour absence. "Hope those two didn't mind the extra hour," he thought to himself aloud, "but I just couldn't seem to pry myself away from my chiropractic duties..." his lips curled in a satisfied smirk.
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·He was just nearing his door when a disturbing sound assaulted his ears... grunts. And moans. And shouting. And... mewling? He quickly strode the last few feet to his door and slipped his key into the lock to find... a pair of girl's panties flung into his face. "Holy shit!" he shouted, flinging the offending garment away, "be careful where you toss that thing! Some people may get offended..." his voice drifted off as he spotted the two students, one trying desperately to cover the other up.
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·"We.. uh..." Nakatsu stuttered, his almost naked body shielding that of Mizuki's.
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·Dr. Umeda smirked, "You should know, Nakatsu," he stepped back out the door, "I am much more interested in that lovely body of yours than that of your female partner's."
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·Nakatsu turned to look at Mizuki, "You said no one else knew!"
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·"It's not my fault he could tell I don't have a penis!" Mizuki shouted, angry.
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·Nakatsu blushed, then shot Dr. Umeda a nervous glance, "Give us another..."
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·"Ten minutes," the doctor stated, "a virgin shouldn't be able to last any longer than that, anyway," and he closed the door behind him to the shouts of angry, adolescent shouting.
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·As he walked down the hall headed toward the karate club practice, a seductive smile curling his lips, he ran into Sano.
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·"Have you seen Mizuki?" he asked, worried.
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·"Far more than I would have liked," Dr. Umeda answered, and continued walking.
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·Confused, Sano shrugged and continued toward the doctor's office.
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·A few moments later the good doctor had to abandon his plans to treat a fainted Izumi Sano.
A/N:
So, obviously not a very well-developed fic, but I kinda rushed through it. I'm leaving in a couple of days for New York, so I wanted to finish it before I left.
*Nakatsu and Mizuki is a weird pairing for me, and I just couldn't get myself to write a lemon. Sorry. I may add another chapter later on, but I can't promise anything.*
**Last thing: Thank you all soooo much for reviewing my last Hana-Kimi fic. It really made me feel good and fueled my imagination. I have several more ideas for Hana-Kimi fics that I plan on writing, and one even includes a chapter fic! So, thanks again. Reviewing is really, really appreciated by the author.**
"I'm not a psychologist, Nakatsu," Dr. Umeda stated while lighting up a cigarette, "I am a physician, and some would say I'm hardly qualified for that."
"Please, Dr. Umeda," Nakatsu begged, falling to his knees, "you have to help me. I love another man!"
·The doctor cast Nakatsu a dark glare, then put his cigarette to his lips, taking a long drag. "I don't know what I can do for you. Loving someone of the same gender is not," his stare turned icy, "a fate worse than death."
·
·Nakatsu dragged himself off of his knees. "I know that, Dr. Umeda, and I meant no offense, but I've never felt this way before about anyone. Normally, I'm attracted to girls, but for some reason this guy really has my heart racing."
·
·Dr. Umeda sighed and sat down in his chair. "Well, why don't you tell me about him."
·
·Nakatsu followed the doctor's example and sat down on the couch opposite him. "He's the same age as me, dark brown hair, a gorgeous smile, the star track athlete, he just moved here from America..."
·
·Dr. Umeda's eyes suddenly grew wide, and he couldn't help the smirk that came across his face. "Ashiya? You're in love with Ashiya Mizuki?"
·
·The young soccer star blushed and averted his eyes. "I wasn't going to say his name..."
·
·Dr. Umeda let out a soft chuckle. "I'll tell you what, Nakatsu. Why don't you bring Ashiya in, and we can all sit down and talk this out."
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·Nakatsu's eyes teared, and he nodded vigorously. "Oh, thank you, Dr. Umeda! Thank you! Thank you!" and he left the office, crying.
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·Dr. Umeda shook his head as he took another long drag on his cigarette. "This certainly should prove entertaining."
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·*** @--------->-------- ***
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·"So he thinks that talking with Dr. Umeda will help?" Sano asked, reaching for a riceball.
·
·Mizuki nodded and ran a nervous hand through her hair, "I really don't know what to do, Sano. Nakatsu told me that he loved me. How am I supposed to respond to that?"
·
·Sano shrugged, "I can't really tell you. But maybe you should go and do this with him. He's your friend, and I think that you should do everything you can to preserve that friendship."
·
·"You're right!" Mizuki stood from the table, hands fisted at her sides and determination etched in her features, "Nakatsu is my friend I must do everything I can to help him!"
·
·Sano smiled slightly as Mizuki sat back down, "That's great," he ruffled his friend's hair, "at least Nakatsu declared his undying love to a great guy."
·
·Mizuki blushed.
·
·"So, Mizuki," the two companions turned as one as they heard the approach of another person, "what do you say?"
·
·Mizuki's face split into a huge grin as she said, "I'll do anything I can to help you, Nakatsu."
·
·*** @---------->--------- ***
·
·Dr. Umeda cleared his throat. "So, you two are here today because Nakatsu thinks he's in love with you, Ashiya..."
·
·"I am in love with him!" Nakatsu blurted, his eyes wide.
·
·Dr. Umeda sent the student a dark glare before continuing, "But you aren't sure you return those feelings, right?"
·
·Mizuki nodded slowly. "I... I love Nakatsu as a friend..."
·
·"Oh no!" Nakatsu shouted, "the friend speech!"
·
·This time Mizuki joined the doctor in shooting Nakatsu an evil look.
·
·"Listen," Dr. Umeda sighed, frustrated at being unable to help, "I honestly don't know what I can do for the two of you. Right now, I think you two need to talk, and you don't need a mediator for that. I'll leave the room for let's say... two hours, and when I come back, we'll discuss what the two of you talked about."
·
·The two students both nodded shyly, not sure how they felt about being left alone in a room together.
·
·Dr. Umeda left, muttering something about how all the hot guys are either straight or insane, and closed the door behind him.
·
·Mizuki was about to let out a relieved sigh when she suddenly heard a terrifying sound... the lock being turned. "He locked us in!" she squeaked.
·
·Nakatsu glanced at the door. "Does that mean you had meant to escape?"
·
·Mizuki looked back at her friend, surprised, "Of course not. I'm just a little... well... claustrophobic. Just knowing that I'm locked in terrifies me."
·
·"Oh," Nakatsu looked worried, "are you going to be alright?"
·
·The cross-dresser took a deep breath and nodded, before plastering a huge smile onto her face, "So, let's talk, huh?"
·
·"I don't really know what to say," Nakatsu whispered, "all I know is that I love you. I've loved you for a while, and I just didn't want to admit it before."
·
·Mizuki nodded, unsure of how to respond.
·
·"You're straight, aren't you?" Nakatsu asked. His eyes looked worried, his body tense.
·
·Mizuki nodded a bit too vigorously. "I'm attracted to the opposite sex, yes." 'There,' she thought, 'that's vague enough.'
·
·"So, what is it about you that makes me suddenly unaware of girls?" Nakatsu asked, his voice suddenly a bit angry, "why is it that when I look at you, I feel as though I've found my soul-mate?"
·
·Mizuki gasped, a hand flying to her mouth.
·
·Nakatsu's eyes widened in realization of what he'd just said. "That's not what I meant... I mean... I do love you... but that's kind of extreme... um... shit..." he slapped a hand to his forehead, willing himself to stop speaking.
·
·"What do you want from me, Nakatsu?" the soccer star looked up to see his friend's caring, concerned eyes inches from his own.
·
·He took a deep breath to ask the question he had been dying to ask since he first laid eyes on the skinny boy from America, "Mizuki... can I kiss you?"
·
·Mizuki sat back, confused. "Why would you want to do something like that?" her voice was a tad frightened.
·
·"I..." Nakatsu started, "I... I want to know. For certain. I think that if I could kiss you... I could see if it's really love, or just infatuation."
·
·"I don't know..."
·
·"You said you'd do anything to help me, Mizuki. This is what I need," Nakatsu hated guilting his friend into it, but he desperately needed to know.
·
·Mizuki took a deep breath, then nodded, "OK, Nakatsu. If that's what you need." She closed her eyes, waiting.
·
·Nakatsu leaned forward, his arms supporting him on either side of the frightened girl. As he neared, he closed his own eyes, his heart beating a mile a minute. 'This is it,' he thought, 'this is what I've been waiting for.' Suddenly, he felt lips softer than he imagined pressed against his own, and he couldn't help the soft moan that escaped him.
·
·Mizuki gave a frightened squeak, and the moment gave Nakatsu the opening he needed to thrust his tongue into his friend's mouth.
·
·Mizuki's eyes shot opened, and she went to lift her arms to push him away, when she suddenly realized they were plastered to her sides, Nakatsu's strong arms holding her in place. She moved her head to the side, and Nakatsu's lips automatically fastened onto her neck. She was about to protest, tell him she wasn't ready for this, that she didn't feel this way about him, when she suddenly felt mind-numbing pleasure throughout her body as Nakatsu gently sucked on her shoulder. All she could manage was a throaty moan.
·
·'Mizuki just moaned for me,' Nakatsu thought, ecstatic. His lips traveled back up her neck, then fastened again onto her lips. This time she responded with passion.
·
·Mizuki finally managed to pry her arms away from Nakatsu's, but instead of pushing him away, she threw them around his neck, pulling him closer.
·
·When both young students finally had to break apart for air, Nakatsu was amazed. "I... so... you feel... the same way?"
·
·Instead of answering, Mizuki fastened her lips back onto her friend's, her body pressed tight against his.
·
·It did the trick... Nakatsu's hormones took over once more, and he forgot all about his earlier question. His hands sought out the hem of Mizuki's shirt, and they separated for a moment to lift it over her head. Nakatsu then lifted his own shirt, and pressed himself once more against the track star. 'His chest is kind of scratchy...' Nakatsu thought, his skin irritated, 'hold on a second... what the hell?' Nakatsu gently pushed Mizuki away, and in her lust-induced stupor, she didn't realize until it was too late exactly what he was yanking from her chest.
·
·"Mizuki... you... you... you're a girl?" Nakatsu's voice was incredulous and quite frightened as he stared at his friend's well-endowed chest.
·
·Still disoriented, Mizuki looked down as a huge, goofy smile formed on her lips, "They are getting bigger! I knew it!" Suddenly remembering her audience, and the fact that he was not supposed to know her true gender, she turned and attempted to shield herself from view. "Of... of course I'm not a girl!" she said.
·
·"Did your voice just get deeper?" his voice was suspicious.
·
·Mizuki cleared her throat, "No, no, my voice is the same as always! I... I... I was bitten by a mosquito! A couple of giant mosquitos! That's all!" She laughed, trying to make light of the situation, but the sound died in her throat.
·
·"So, what, you're gay then?" he was mocking her, he knew the truth. But she couldn't give up yet.
·
·"Yep, I'm gay alright. But don't let it spread, 'K?" she tried to make her voice light and happy, but she was failing miserably.
·
·"Why didn't you tell me?" now his voice was hurt, sadness seeping through like rubbing alcohol to dig into her guilt.
·
·Mizuki fetched her shirt and pulled it back over her head before turning to face one of her dearest friends. "I couldn't tell anyone, Nakatsu. This is an all-guy's school. If I wanted to go to school here, then I had to lie. To everyone."
·
·"Does Sano know?"
·
·Mizuki shook her head, and realizing that he had averted his eyes, answered, "No, he doesn't know."
·
·Nakatsu sighed, "So, I'm not gay after all?"
·
·"If I'm the only 'guy' you've ever been attracted to, then I suppose not," Mizuki answered.
·
·Nakatsu finally turned to face her, and was about to throw insinuations and insults at her, when he saw her guilt-ridden face, her hands twisted in a nervous knot, and... and her practically see-through shirt without a bra.
·
·"Can you forgive me?" Mizuki asked, her voice soft. She wasn't going to ask him if he wouldn't tell anyone. After what she put him through, if he wanted to tattle, he had every right.
·
·She looked up expecting to see a sad face, or an angry face, or even apathy... but instead, she saw a sexy smirk that made her insides tight and gave her a desire to rub her thighs together.
·
·"On one condition," he said, scooting closer, "you let me kiss you again."
·
·Heart pounding in her chest, Mizuki nodded her assent, and waited while Nakatsu lowered his head toward her's...
·
·*** @---------->--------- ***
·
·Dr. Umeda was casually walking back to his office after a three hour absence. "Hope those two didn't mind the extra hour," he thought to himself aloud, "but I just couldn't seem to pry myself away from my chiropractic duties..." his lips curled in a satisfied smirk.
·
·He was just nearing his door when a disturbing sound assaulted his ears... grunts. And moans. And shouting. And... mewling? He quickly strode the last few feet to his door and slipped his key into the lock to find... a pair of girl's panties flung into his face. "Holy shit!" he shouted, flinging the offending garment away, "be careful where you toss that thing! Some people may get offended..." his voice drifted off as he spotted the two students, one trying desperately to cover the other up.
·
·"We.. uh..." Nakatsu stuttered, his almost naked body shielding that of Mizuki's.
·
·Dr. Umeda smirked, "You should know, Nakatsu," he stepped back out the door, "I am much more interested in that lovely body of yours than that of your female partner's."
·
·Nakatsu turned to look at Mizuki, "You said no one else knew!"
·
·"It's not my fault he could tell I don't have a penis!" Mizuki shouted, angry.
·
·Nakatsu blushed, then shot Dr. Umeda a nervous glance, "Give us another..."
·
·"Ten minutes," the doctor stated, "a virgin shouldn't be able to last any longer than that, anyway," and he closed the door behind him to the shouts of angry, adolescent shouting.
·
·As he walked down the hall headed toward the karate club practice, a seductive smile curling his lips, he ran into Sano.
·
·"Have you seen Mizuki?" he asked, worried.
·
·"Far more than I would have liked," Dr. Umeda answered, and continued walking.
·
·Confused, Sano shrugged and continued toward the doctor's office.
·
·A few moments later the good doctor had to abandon his plans to treat a fainted Izumi Sano.
A/N:
So, obviously not a very well-developed fic, but I kinda rushed through it. I'm leaving in a couple of days for New York, so I wanted to finish it before I left.
*Nakatsu and Mizuki is a weird pairing for me, and I just couldn't get myself to write a lemon. Sorry. I may add another chapter later on, but I can't promise anything.*
**Last thing: Thank you all soooo much for reviewing my last Hana-Kimi fic. It really made me feel good and fueled my imagination. I have several more ideas for Hana-Kimi fics that I plan on writing, and one even includes a chapter fic! So, thanks again. Reviewing is really, really appreciated by the author.**